“Ten million, it’s mine!”
Hearing the voice, everyone turned to see Ye Qiu calling out the bid.
In an instant, the room erupted in uproar.
“Ten million for a stone tablet, he must be insane.”
“Insane? More like a lunatic!”
“No idea where this spendthrift came from, first dropping ten million on a student’s painting, now ten million on a tablet, what an idiot!”
“Though the Seven Kills Tablet has a big reputation, its killing aura is too strong, not suitable for collecting, especially since Young Master Zhang had his eye on it!”
“He dares snatch something Young Master Zhang wants, isn’t that courting death?”
Elder Longmei hurriedly said, “Little brat, this tablet’s killing aura is too heavy, it’s an ill-omened thing, what do you want it for?”
“I’m telling you, keeping something like this around is no good.”
“Besides, this tablet isn’t even worth ten million.”
Ye Qiu smiled, “In my eyes, it’s priceless.”
Priceless?
Elder Longmei stared at him, dumbfounded, wondering if the kid’s brain had gone haywire.
“Ten million, first call!”
“Ten million, second call!”
The host, seeing no one else bid, asked directly, “Young Master Zhang, will you raise it?”
“Raise what? This lousy tablet isn’t worth a million to me,” Zhang laughed. “Let that fool have it!”
The host struck the table with the gavel.
Thud!
“Sold for ten million. Congratulations, sir, you’ve won the Seven Kills Tablet,” the host said, adding, “Please have the staff take the tablet down.”
“Wait!”
Ye Qiu stood up, asking, “Once I pay, the Seven Kills Tablet is mine, right?”
“Yes,” the host nodded with a smile.
“I’ll pay now,” Ye Qiu declared.
The room burst into laughter.
“Hahaha, what’s this kid’s deal, doesn’t he know how auctions work?”
“Embarrassing!”
“Clueless and still showing up at an auction, he’s got a screw loose.”
The host, facing this oddity for the first time, said awkwardly, “Sir, per auction rules, after all items are sold, staff will take you backstage to sign the contract and process payment.”
“Rules are rigid, people are flexible, I’m paying now.”
Ye Qiu’s tone was firm.
He wanted the tablet in hand immediately, before anyone else spotted its secret and complications arose.
The host hesitated, “Sir, your case is unusual, I need to check with my supervisor, is that alright?”
“Sure.”
The host stepped aside, made a quick call, and returned to the stage.
“Sir, our supervisor has approved.”
Staff promptly brought a contract and card reader to Ye Qiu.
He signed swiftly and paid the ten million.
The host asked, “Sir, since all formalities are done and the Seven Kills Tablet is yours, would you like us to deliver it, or…”
“No delivery, get me a sledgehammer.”
A sledgehammer?
Ye Qiu’s odd request stunned the host and left everyone else baffled.
“What’s he want a hammer for?”
“Is he planning to smash the tablet?”
“Such a wasteful rich kid!”
Zhang, guessing Ye Qiu’s intent, urged the host, “What are you waiting for? Do as he says, fetch a hammer!”
The host,无奈, had staff retrieve one.
Ye Qiu strode to the stage.
All eyes were on him, curious about his next move.
Taking the hammer from the staff, he gestured at the Seven Kills Tablet, clearly intending to break it.
The host gaped, quickly warning, “Sir, this tablet’s an antiquity, smashing it would be a shame.”
Ye Qiu grinned, “No worries, I bought it to smash it open.”
What?
He spent ten million just to destroy it?
Rich people had such bizarre tastes?
The crowd below, hearing this, erupted in curses.
“The Seven Kills Tablet’s an antique, and he’s smashing it, what a spendthrift.”
“If he were my son, I’d break both his legs, no, all three!”
“Poor soul who raised such a wasteful kid.”
Elder Longmei, in the back, lamented, “This little brat, always reckless, spends ten million to buy it then wrecks it, why bother?”
“Should’ve just given me the ten million.”
“That’s ten million, even with ten foreign girls at once, I couldn’t spend it all before I die, so frustrating~”
…
Backstage.
The female bodyguard said, “Miss, this guy’s gotta be an idiot, spending ten million on a lousy tablet and now smashing it, isn’t that just throwing money away?”
“There’s got to be a reason,” the girl replied.
“Reason my foot, he’s a brain-dead moron. Hmph, a dimwit like that chasing you, Miss, what a pipe dream.”
“It’s not over yet, don’t jump to conclusions, let’s watch.”
The girl’s eyes glinted with anticipation.
…
In the hall.
Zhang laughed at Ye Qiu’s words, “Kid, you don’t think there’s treasure inside this tablet, do you?”
Ye Qiu nodded, “You’re right, there is treasure in it.”
“Hahaha, that’s hilarious, treasure in a stone tablet?”
Zhang’s eyes gleamed, “How about a bet? If there’s treasure, I’ll eat the tablet. If not, you bark like a dog on stage, deal?”
“Deal,” Ye Qiu agreed instantly.
“Great, smash it then, I can’t wait to hear you bark,” Zhang guffawed.
Ye Qiu gave a faint smile, raised the hammer, and struck.
“Clang!”
A loud crash, and a corner of the tablet chipped off.
Truth be told, Ye Qiu could’ve split it with a punch, but with so many watching, he didn’t want to shock the world.
“Clang!”
“Clang!”
“…”
Zhang’s lackeys mocked again:
“Tsk tsk tsk, money to burn and no sense.”
“Buys it for ten million then smashes it, what a weirdo.”
“My grandpa always calls me a spendthrift, but compared to him, I’m frugal.”
“This guy’s a total fool.”
Ye Qiu ignored them, hammering away dozens of times until, “Crack!”—the tablet split open.
Instantly, a staggering wave of killing aura flooded the room!
